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following day. I found Caligte holding a casket
filled with small trinkets, engraved gems, and
miniatures which she had brought back from
Italy or which my lord had given her. She com-
pelled me to look at them, and she remarked those
which most pleased me. She placed on my finger
a ring which my lord had always worn and begged
me to keep it. She said scarcely anything. She
was excessively tender but resigned and sad.

" You did not make any promise to that man? "
I asked.

" None," she said, and that is the only word that
I can recall of an evening that I have recollected a
thousand times. But never in all my life shall I
forget the manner in which we parted. I looked
at my watch. " What! " I said, " it is already nine
c^clock." And I moved to go away.

" Please Stay! " she said.

" It is not in my power," I replied, " my father
and Lady Betty are expecting me."

" You will take supper so many times yet with
them," she said.

" Then," I said, " you will then never take
supper again? "

" Yes, I shall take supper."

" They have promised me ices.'

" I will give them you." (The weather was
prodigiously hot.)

She was very lightly clad. She placed herself in
front of the door towards which I was advancing;
I embraced her, and removed her a little from it.

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